Tag: girlpower
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DIRTY, SHE SAID
With the tip of her unpolished nails she plays by the rim of the glass resting in front of her by the surface of the bar, beautifully raw, like she. The intensity of her libation she thought to match well the situation. Anticipation had been building up since the sun rose, she had been gently…
Ana Iñigo Olea
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RASPBERRY LANE
One, two, three, her rhythms, her routines. She has her habits, her divisions in the fridge, her daily little techniques. Not too fancy to her view, all is quite low key; her coffee, instant powder, to the horror of the ones that happen to pass by. By her room, by her life. The excitement of…
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